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"You can sleep in here for tonight," the old man says,
tiredly. "The bed isn't much to look at, but it is the most
comfortable bed this side of the Demon Spine Mountains. But now, it
is time for me to sleep."
He turns out of the room and enters the hallway when he turns back and
asks, "By the way, boy, what's your name?"
You think a moment and answer, "I can't remember."
He nods. "Amnesia, eh? Well, I can possibly do something about
that in the morning, but now it is time to sleep. And when you wake
up, the Tanalin stew will be ready."
You hear your stomach gurgle. He laughs. "Good night, boy. By
the way, my names Myrllin. Try not to forget, eh?"
"I won't," you say. Myrllin turns backdown the hall to his
bedroom. You sit on the bed then lay down. He was right. It is
comfortable. You lay there a couple minutes listening to the old man
snore in the next room and smell the Tanalin stew down in the basement
before falling asleep...
You follow him down the narrow hall, and you see that he has led you
to a small bedroom. There are no pictures on the wall, a small bed
sits in the corner and there is a small window in the northern wall.
This is apparantly the guest bedroom.
